Christmas morning
amongst the pine needles
a spider's gift
family gathering ...
the many sounds
of laughter
the many sounds
of laughter
cemetery visit --
I place a Christmas angel
at his headstone
I place a Christmas angel
at his headstone
full moon ...
picking at leftovers
from the fridge
picking at leftovers
from the fridge
Christmas lilies ...
the way her eyes
light up
the way her eyes
light up
packing away
the Christmas decorations ...
another year without her
New Year's Day ...
the bunch of balloons
hangs shriveled
first dream of the year --
i wake not knowing
which way is up
late Christmas card
call of a peacock
in the distance
somehow
in every room
threads of tinsel
wrapped up
in this Christmas gift, too
his love for me
holiday's end --
the spirit of Christmas
still in the air
i wake not knowing
which way is up
late Christmas card
call of a peacock
in the distance
somehow
in every room
threads of tinsel
wrapped up
in this Christmas gift, too
his love for me
holiday's end --
the spirit of Christmas
still in the air
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